Oh! Are we civilized humansOr some nether acumens?Those that leadThose that followBlind, the sheep!

How come?Who rules the Zeitgeist?Information is of constant crime-ingSociety is of piggish strivingSnouts in war and woes' mucksMornings disgracedEvenings marredBreaths but count of fear and frightHopeless livingDespair and despondency, diseaseNauseating the 'free' human world's lay.

A tiny elite bit in forayWorld wide the hydra buddingForth its poisonous arrayHumans' sky now overcastFor an ageWith debasing cloudHuman Endeavour comesWrapped in this terrible shroud.

Is there release?The hope, the prospect?The try?Which the handAt redeeming essay?Or is it the waitFor the next Avatar?